Chapter 69 Talk about sorrow under the rain--blood letter!

War, comrades-in-arms? Fan Jian's pupils shrank and turned his head to stare at Mo Yan's eyes. A trace of confusion and trance flashed in his eyes, and he said intermittently, "Speer, do you think... brother is your war, comrade-in-arms?"

"Well...comrade-in-arms." Mo Yan took a deep breath and tried to calm down his excited heart, "Not only my comrades-in-arms, but also my lifesaver..."

Speaking of this, Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, but after thinking about it, he finally sighed slowly. Looking at Fan Jian's cheek, his eyes were full of regret and apology: "Your brother, Colonel Fan Ning died in the battle of 'Roge Ocean' two years ago to save me!"

hong!! When Fan Jian heard this, his mind was blank in an instant, as if he had been bombarded by a thunderbolt. He could not think anything, but his trembling lips still instinctively squirmed. Fan Jian couldn't help stepping back a few steps, and his thin body leaned against the tent, wrapping a gray shadow.

"You, you... said brother, brother... died to save you?" After a long time, Fan Jian finally regained some consciousness and said in disbelief, but his tone was vaguely mixed with a cry.

Mo Yan was silent, but nodded heavily and said this in front of his old brother in person. Mo Yan's heart was also mixed and extremely uncomfortable. After hearing this, the tears in his eyes couldn't help sliding down his cheeks, his throat knot rolled, and his heart was cut like a knife.

Fan Jian took a deep breath and turned his face away from Mo Yan to see his front. He lit a cigarette and took a few deadly sips. The smoke was so heavy that people could hardly see the truth.

Finally, after a long time, Fan Jian turned his head and stared at Mo Yan's eyes with complicated eyes. There were thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't spit out a single character. He stood there so quietly, allowing the cigarette in his hand to burn slowly, and his confused and complicated eyes fell into Mo Yan's eyes without reservation.

"Actually, my real identity is not Mochou..." Mo Yan sighed. Although Fan Jian didn't say a word, he could guess about three points. "My name is Mo Yan, the 128th Battalion of the 32nd Regiment of the former military, a member of Colonel Fan."

"Two years ago, in the battle of the Rogge Marine War, your brother was hit by a rebel bullet in order to protect me. After struggling to escape from the dangerous place, he finally died. He entrusted me to find and take care of you before he died."

"Maybe you won't believe what I said, but if you see this photo, I believe you will have a different opinion." With that, Mo Yan cherished it and carefully took out a delicate small iron box from his arms and a slightly yellowed old photo from it.

This old photo seems to have a certain history. There are even several places in the photo that have been blurred. Even if you look carefully, this photo is not as straight as you think, as if it has been clenched to death, and several places have been folded.

In this yellowed old photo, * is a big mountain. Two men stood in front of the mountain, one of whom was recognized by Fan Jian at a glance. He was clearly his childhood self. The other is Fan Ning, the brother who has been dependent on each other since they were born sensible.

Fan Jian's fingers trembled and rubbed the old photo, and his tears hit the photo. His eyes blurred in an instant, bit his lips hard.

The rain in the night sky gradually fell slowly and gradually turned into a drop of rain, like crying. Mo Yan looked at the sad teenager, and there was a trace of pain in his heart. He sighed heavily, but he seemed to sigh at the vicissitudes of the world.

......

not far from this big tent, Lin Qing bathed in the night rain like a water curtain. His clear eyes showed a trace of confusion and surprise when he saw the blood-stained letterhead in his hand. She quickly looked around and saw that there was no one around, but the uneasiness in her heart became more and more difficult to hold back.

Lin Qing held a blood-stained three-foot sword in his hand. The blood stains on the blade slid down the sword body drop by drop with the night rain, and then gradually flowed away on the ground. In front of her, there was a five-meter-long horrible beast lying upside down. Although the beast's body was black, as if it had just been burned by the fire of destruction, it still could not hide its remaining fierceness.

Yes, the beast in front of Lin Qing was very happy to fight with Mo Yan. In the end, he was hit by thunder and fire and let Mo Yan use his soul to devour and kill the 'sky-winged white tiger'. Just after seeing the victory of this dangerous war, all the freshmen have happily returned to the 'security realm' to celebrate. Only a few super powerful freshmen clean up the scene, search for the bodies of those killed vampires, and try to find valuable trophies such as 'blood beads'.

However, the probability of the appearance of blood beads is really negligible, but it is relatively fierce. Vampires or mutant monsters with extraordinary strength have blood beads hidden in their bodies. Among them, this heavenly-winged white tiger has long been famous and has been identified as Mo Yan's booty.

Indeed, if Mo Yan, who paid the most in this war, can't get the 'blood beads' of the 'sky-winged white tiger', then it doesn't make any sense. However, at that time, Mo Yan had to go back to celebrate at the enthusiastic invitation of everyone, leaving Lin Qing to take out the white tiger's blood beads here.

But...

A disturbing scene appeared in Lin Qing's heart, and it began silently!!

The body of the heavenly-winged white tiger can't help but contain blood beads, and there is also a letter stained with blood!!

Although the content of this letter is very short, the words are pearly. Lin Qing can see at a glance that the content of this letter is out of the strings!!

"It's not good!! This matter involves a wide range of people. If you don't tell Mo Yan as soon as possible, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable!!" Lin Qing took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down. He put away his sword and immediately left, no longer attached to the winged white tiger.

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"Your brother is indeed a good officer and a good colonel!! Unfortunately, I died tragically in the hands of the rebels. If I had been stronger at that time, if I hadn't been so impulsive at that time, your brother might not have..." Speaking of this, Mo Yan could no longer spit out the last character. The guilt in his heart, after gradually told Fan Jian about his past, not only did he not reduce it by half. On the contrary, I feel more guilty.

"Penior, in fact... In fact, you don't have to feel guilty. Life and death are in heaven. Many things don't mean that you can change as long as you work hard. Although my brother sacrificed, he still lives in my heart. His persistence, persistence, enthusiasm for life, longing and hope for the future have become the pillar of my heart and a driving force to pursue the future!!

"My brother has always hoped that he can become a 'power', but unfortunately he can't realize this dream in the end..." Fan Jian suddenly smiled, with a little joy and pride in his tone, "But now, I have fulfilled the wish he has always dreamed of. I did it, I really did it!! I... I, Fan Jian, finally became a 'power'.

Becoming a 'power' is a lifelong dream for many people!! Fanning was also no exception, but because the 'microelements' could not wake up, he finally stayed in the military.

"The dead are over. Instead of living in painful and guilty memories, it is better to open your heart, put aside everything in the past and welcome a brand-new future." Fan Jian sighed and stared at the rain curtain in the night sky, "Senger, do you think it will be better if you see yourself so much? Whether it's for ourselves or for our brother, we should also live bravely and not struggle in painful memories.

"Yes!! I shouldn't stick to the memories of the past, live... I should look forward and look positive!!" Mo Yan suddenly realized that the sadness that was originally confused and full of guilt also seemed to fade with the fall of the night rain.

After years of self-repression, he gradually put it aside at this moment and made Mo Yan smile: "Thank you, Fan Jian!! Your words make me open my heart. This smile came from the bottom of his heart, with a smile of relief.

Although Mo Yan had already pressed this pain in his heart, when he saw Fan Jian, the indulgent memory gradually rose. The guilt in my heart is as painful as being constantly stabbed in the heart by a sharp knife.

Only at this moment, Mo Yan was finally relieved. He looked at Fan Jian's cheek and said, "Fan Jian!! Although your words made me think a lot, but... Whether for myself or your brother, I promised Colonel Fan that I will not lose my promise!! From now on, I will replace your brother to shield you from the wind and rain!!"

Fan Jian smiled gently, took out the bag of military cigarettes from his arms, took three from them, and gave them one to Mo Yan. He lit two, one was put in his mouth, and the other was lit, put on the soil, and let it gradually burn along the breeze.

Mo Yan knew Fan Jian's intention and put his shoulders together. The two sat silently on the ground side by side, watching the smoke rise into the hazy night rain.

However, at this time, Lin Qing slowly walked in the night rain and came to Mo Yan with a solemn look and said word by word, "Something happened!!"

Mo Yan frowned.

Immediately, he saw Lin Qing take out a blood-stained letter from his arms, flicked his fingers and flew to Mo Yan's hand. He slowly opened the letter, but when he saw the contents, a pair of eyes flashed with a trace of shock.

The letter just outlined these powerful words, but word by word, it almost pulled out Mo Yan's rare comfortable heart--

"There is fraud in the secret room, beware of Siming!!"

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